In the middle of the night, Mo Yan suddenly received a call from Yan Bingqing.
He felt an inexplicable irritation when he saw the displayed name on the screen.
He did not know what she was up to again!
Recently, half of his hair had grayed over her matters. Since she was ruined, his career was also ruined.
His interests were tied with that woman; her glory was his glory, and her downfall was his downfall.
Now that she was out of favor, Huanyu also banned him, so he was completely done for.
It was now a troubling period for him.
At this moment, he was just about to turn in when her call disrupted him. Furious, he picked up the call and was about to flare up but heard her pain-filled voice from the other end. "Mo Yan, save… save me…"
He sat up from the bed in shock. "What's wrong?!"
"Mo Yan… I-I seem… seem to have a miscarriage…"
He was aghast.
He hurriedly called for a taxi. Once he reached the place, he immediately spotted her lying helplessly in the garden. Her lower body was stained with blood, her phone was clutched in her bloody hand, and her face was as lifeless as a withered flower.
He walked up to her side and was surprised to see blood in her skirt; his eyes filled with shock and helplessness.
"Bingqing, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing her face, he got another shock.
Half of her face was beaten until it was swollen; her lips were torn and bleeding profusely.
He had never seen her in such a disheveled state before. Her once stunning face was now lifeless, revealing a morbid haggardness and paleness.
"Your face… did it get beaten up?"
"Mo Yan… it hurts. My stomach hurts so badly…"
Yan Bingqing held her stomach and, in a broken voice, pleaded, "Woo… Quickly send me to the hospital… I-I think… I think I have a miscarriage…"
"Miscarriage? You… You're pregnant?!" His eyes widened in shock, but there was no time to be bothered about this now. He scooped her up and ran toward the roadside.
With a pale face, she answered, "I also didn't know… that I'm pregnant, but since my period hasn't come for three months already, I may be pregnant…"
"Pregnant?! Yan Bingqing, you're simply…" He was so furious with her that he was rendered speechless.
Did he not tell her to take precautions?
How could she get pregnant at such a critical period?
The question was that, with her having so many men and rotating between three investors, did she know whose child it was?
"Mo Yan, what should I do? Now that I'm in such a state, I'm better off dead…" She was forlorn. In her current state, she felt that her life was worse than death.
Her hatred for Yun Shishi ran deep to her core; if she could, she would make that woman perish with her!
"Mo Yan, what am I to do? What should I do—"
He chided her in extreme vexation. "Never mind that you degraded yourself, you even implicated me… Yan Bingqing, who can you blame for bringing yourself into such a state?! Didn't I warn you to avoid flamboyance in the filming industry and be prudent when you speak? Instead, you just had to offend people everywhere you went, and you even offended Mu Yazhe! Just what do you want me to do?!"
She whimpered and then broke down in tears, looking like an utter mess.
He hailed a cab and hurriedly carried her into it.
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and recognized her at once. After seeing that she was all covered in blood, his eyes filled with disgust.